Three Super Bowls in a row. That's three Super Bowls in a row that I've had no particular dog in the fight, but have gravitated towards a team. Then, during the game, I've grown irked and been riled by the other team's tenacity and my team's sudden unforced errors. And then, when the confetti flutters, my adopted team slinks off the field, bodily sighing, "We should have cleaned the garage this weekend."
On the plus side, I've got a good system for gambling.
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